(feat. Krista & Prinz Ali) JPart en guerre face a la vie ( x2) Yahh jpart en guerre face a la vie la plume a la main ce nais point facile a suivre
Refrain; J'regarde les belles choses qui m'entour, les moments , ou les gens s'unissent,y s'mettent ensemble lors des grands jours,c'est la que j'voie
turn the music up All the gals pon the dance floor wanting some more what Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up [Rihanna] it goes 1 by 1 even 2 by
] [chorus] I'm Sprung (I'm Sprung) dawg she got me got me doing things i'd never do if u ain't been i'm telling you (you do) [hook 1 - Trick Daddy
son done became a man. Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die. But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly. June 1-6 7-1 The day mama pushed
Your lyrically inclined to busy signal Hey (hey) hey (hey) Testing 1, 3, mi nah test 2 Wat about you Testing (testing) testing (testing) test.. It's going [Verse 1
on 'em And I got an extra clip in my Reeboks Cuz I'm in and out my socks every time I see cops Game got the streets locked call 9-1-1 Get the whole fuckin
it I can feel it slowly dripping away from me No more chances if you blow this, you bogus I will never ever let you live this down, down, down [Kanye West - Verse 1
[Chorus] Hoes! Lets just talk about Hoes! Can we talk about Hooooooeeeeesss Hooooooeeeeesss! [Repeat] [Mannie] "Lets Go" [Verse 1] You got to talk like
[Juvenile] Ah hmmm hmmmm Hmmmm Hmmm [Verse 1 (Juvenile)] When I say I don't give a fuck I mean that yeah ?? brains is getting bust I didn't say that
a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It gives me (satisfaction) [Verse 1: Ludacris] Can you handle it 808 bang in the back with the
Lunatics about to steal the show (Where you from?) From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4 (Ali) I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag This nigga jag, from the front
[Cheri] This is a story about two riders One's from Chicago And the other is from New York [Twista] Now nigga what? You thinkin' there be no repentance
[Verse 1] I hit the block and all you see is some shiney shit You can't look my way too long cuz it'll blind you quick Everythang I drive, betta believe
ya all no ain't cheatrers I can grantee like I'm no other cheater) [x2] Yves saint Laurent stacks in my bag Hit the club fly twenny threes on the jag
T L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 I'm real brass to smash with a fo'-
done No there's no where to hide nowhere to run run Grindtime motherfuckers here we come come Rude boys if you feel me bust your gun [Verse 1:] Usually
